I could tell the story from the trip about the Swiss barmaid hovering around outside my tent late one night, asking for my tentmate and co-guide, Matt. Or the one about Matt and me racing our Swiss guide/hosts down from the top of the Argentine Miroir (a famous rock climb) to a nearby café where our group was waiting. Both occurred during an adventure trip we were leading, which included teenagers, my non-alpinist wife, and a doctor who was even older than me. As one of the leaders, I was making every effort to look out for the group’s well-being, but various off-kilter “things” kept happening.
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